Fortune Cookie — Joanne Meyer

There's such a thin line between "psychic" and "psychotic"...
For thirty-three years, Natalie "Rosie" Rosenstein has been "gifted" with a sixth sense--not that it ever helps her with men. No, the ESP thing is mysteriously on hiatus when it comes to freeloading idiots, weirdo lawyers, and conniving Frenchmen whose every lying word sounds smeared in sex. But this morning, the New York legal assistant's internal warning system is giving off all the bells and whistles: something is about to occur that will change your life completely...

It could have to do with the fact that her usually dedicated boss, Grace, hasn't shown up for work. Or it might be about Mike Bartel, the gorgeous detective assigned to the case. He's a smart aleck, a pain, and all wrong for Rosie. Still, the guy makes her cheeks flush like a microwave on high, though she can't honestly tell whether it's because she wants to kiss him or kill him. Now, as Rosie's clairvoyant craziness tells her time is running out for Grace, she and Mike are in for a wild ride through enough wacky suspects to fill an asylum, even as Rosie's psychic hotline is getting a new steamy message: love comes without warning...